Ottawa has excellent transit. This fact was well demonstrated this morning, when I learned that a cell phone alarm clock set to 6:40pm will not in fact ring at 6:40am. At 8:07am, I was curiously peering over at the clock from bed. At 9:00am, I was sitting at my desk with a cup of coffee: showered and dressed in appropriate attire. I was lucky with some bus connections but, even so, it was a fairly impressive feat of rapid recovery from an error. Along with the Monday post, this should be pretty good evidence that my mind is utter mush in the very early morning.
In any case, I may have a good flat in an excellent location as of tomorrow evening, though I would not be moving in until the 1st. Once it has something in it beside bare wooden floors, fellow Ottawa residents (Ottawagians?) will be invited for tea.